Anyway,Yes,Dante and I will be writing it.It will be a comedy(or..as close to one as we can write),and will,like said,involve Hypesters.We've pretty much selected the main cast already...so,if you're in it,and you don't like it...um...we'll replace you upon request.I guess.

(ask Dante.He's coming up with half of this anyway... )

The rest of you can request to be added,if you *doubtfully* want to be in it.

At the corner of UBB Street, a lone 14 year old stands at the corner. He has shoulder length silver hair, black shirt and pants, and a red jacket. On his back is a red-and-black jacket. He leans against a street sign and sighs. This is Dante.

Dante: Where the f**k is that bastard?

Suddenly a limo pulls up. Out of it walks another 14 year old, with slicked back black hair, vivid green eyes, wearing all black, except for a yellow belt. This is Master Bruce.

Master Bruce: And you had to drop me at the bus stop instead of bringing me to school...why?

Limo Driver: Because you touch yourself at night.

Master Bruce:...

The Limo driver drives off.

Dante: About time you got here.

MB: F**k you.

Dante: Why are you wearing a yellow belt anyway? It doesn't match.

MB: Because I can. Leave it at that.

Dante:

MB: Anyway, looking forward to school?

Dante: No...are you?

MB: F**k no, just making sure you weren't.

Dante: I'm sure.

MB: Come on, why would I look forward to going back to another year of avoiding Phantasm at every turn?

MB twitches.

Flashes go through Dante's mind. A peephole in the boys shower...a hand making patting motions repeatedly...

Dante: I see what you mean.

Nasal Voice: hi guys!

Dante and MB: Oh f**k me.

A small man, also 14, who has a constant look of sexual frustration, turn s the corner. He wears a "I'm teh Coolerz" shirt and skintight pants.

Dante: Hi Snipershot...

Snipershot: dante!

Snipershot hugs Dante, who has a look of pure vindictiveness on his face.

Dante: GET THE F**K OFF!

Snipershot gets off and goes after MB.

MB: Touch me and I dig a shuriken into your skull.

Dante: Dude...you actually carry those with you?

MB: "I'm Batman."

Dante: Oh not again...

Dante wacks MB upside his head.

MB: Sorry.

Snipershot: lookerz, teh boos!

MB: WTF?

Snipershot: teh boos!

MB: What's he saying?

Dante: Beats me. *turns* Oh look, the bus is here.

The bus, if you could call it that, turns the corner. It's got pictures of Christian Bale all over it, is painted purple and green, and has no visible driver. The doors open up.

Bus: Get in, you little s**ts.

The voice is loud and raspy. MB and Dante look at each other. Snipershot has a dazed look on his face, and is drooling out of the corner of his mouth.

MB: Should we?

Bus: Get in or I flatten your ass onto the pavement!

Dante: Take that as a yes.

Dante rushes in, followed by MB, The door closes, and the bus drives off, leaving a clueless Snipershot behind.

On the bus, MB and Dante sit in seats opposite each other. As Dante opens his mouth...

Bus: Quiet!

Dante: But I-

Bus: I said quiet!

Dante: Who or what the f**k are you!?

Bus: I'm a bus dumbass!

MB: You don't have a name?

Bus: My name is Ron!

Dante blinks. MB stifles a laugh.

Bus: Or Jayne. Now strap yourselves in f**kers. It's gonna be a wild ride!

And so it was. Jayne stopped for nothing, running over little old ladies, ducks, dogs, monkies, and other assorted things. Finally, they arrive at Hype High.

Jayne: Welcome to hell, f**kers. Once you come, you can never resist coming back! Bwahahahahahahahahaha *cough* hahahahaha.